II

CONTEMPTIO VANITATIS MUNDI

O miranda vanitas!

O divitiarum

Amor lamentabilis!

O virus amarum

Cur tot viros inficis,

Faciendo carum,
Quod pertransit citius

Quam flamma stupparum.

Homo miser, cogita:

Mors omnes compescit,

Quis est ab initio,

Qui morti non cessit?
Quando moriturus est,

Omnis homo nescit,

Hic, qui vivit hodie,

Cras forte putrescit.

Dum de morte cogito,
Contristor et ploro,
Verum est, quod moriar
Et tempus ignoro.
Ultimum, quod nescio,
Qui iungar choro;
Et cum sanctis merear

Iungi, Deum oro!

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CONTEMPT FOR THE VANITY OF THE WORLD

O vanity most wonderful!

O shameful love of treasure!

O poison most deplorable!
Embittering all pleasure!
Why dost infect so many men
By causing to be cherished

That which more swiftly flees away

Than tow whose flame hath perished!

O wretched man, consider well:
All men by death are driven;
Who is there from the earliest day
Who not to death is given?
Nor knoweth any man the hour

When death shall come with sorrow.
Who breathes the breath of life to-day
Decays perchance to-morrow.

The while I dwell on thoughts of death
I mourn with tears and sighing.
'Tis true that I know not the time
Appointed for my dying.

Nor yet, one final thing unknown,
What chorus I'll be swelling;
Pray God among His saints I may
Deserve to find my dwelling.

III

DE NOMINE IESU

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Iesu dulcis memoria
Dans vera cordis gaudia,
Sed super mel et omnia
Eius dulcis presentia

Nil canitur suavius
Auditur nil iucundius,
Nil cogitatur dulcius,
Quam Iesus, Dei filius.

Iesu, spes poenitentibus, to those who repent

Quam bonus te quaerentibus, suking
Sed quid invenientibus? (the who

Iesu, dulcedo cordium,
Fons vivus, lumen mentium,
Excedens omne gaudium,

Et omne desiderium.